Chapter 157: Emperor Consort, Heaven and Earth Sect (1st update)

Shen Qingli immediately also looked toward Di Jin, "Dao Lord?"

Even though she had just ascended, she hadn't forgotten that Qin Su Nv and Shaoguan Wu had previously said they would go inform the Dao Lord.

From what they said, the Dao Lord should be the foremost person in the Divine Court, at least the one in charge of order.

Just……

Is Ah Jin the Dao Lord?

Shen Qingli then looked toward Zhong Minglan, feeling she must have mistaken.

Moreover, Di Jin also denied, saying, "I'm not."

Shen Qingli became even more certain, "Mom must have mistaken."

"Not entirely mistaken," Di Jin said again.

Shen Qingli looked at him in surprise; Zhong Minglan said nothing, waiting for him to continue.

"Am I, his son?" Di Jin stretched out his hand, and five-colored light spilled from his fingertips.

That light, that aura, vaguely resembled the Fusang fruit yet was greatly different, as if more pure.

"Nonsense." Zhong Minglan didn't believe it at all, "I, the Emperor, have been in the Divine Court for millions of years, yet I've never heard that the Dao Lord has taken a wife and borne children."

Di Jin wore an innocent expression, "Then haven't you also taken a husband and raised a daughter?"

Zhong Minglan: "……"

"Speak properly!" Shen Kuo was also annoyed, why drag him into this?

"I didn't say wrong." Di Jin looked at his broad shoulders and narrow waist, his beautiful, ethereal father-in-law; then looked at him holding a long spear, his heroic mother-in-law—who marries whom is obvious, right?

Never mind him, the speechless black Xi Xi was already fluttering its tiny wings, clapping!

"Pa-pa-pa~"

The elated creature, despite being a chicken, drummed up a lively atmosphere of cheers.

Shen Kuo was already rubbing his forehead; Zhong Minglan looked like she wanted to speak but stopped, again and again, yet in the end still couldn't refute.

After all, Di Jin had a point—she had indeed raised a daughter, though the circumstances were special, she truly had a daughter.

Shen Qingli noticed the faint embarrassment between her parents, and tactfully shifted the topic: "So, Ah Jin, is your father the Dao Lord?"

"No." Di Jin denied.

Shen Qingli: "?"

"My father is Shen Kuo—I've said it many times; I've already married into the family."

Di Jin's tone was helpless, yet his expression was especially earnest! Finally, he even specially emphasized!

"Say it once more—my father is him; he raised me, and I only recognize him."

These last words, Di Jin spoke with especial firmness; in his dark eyes looking at Shen Kuo, there was only resolve.

Shen Kuo's tightly furrowed brow gradually relaxed; having raised this son for so many years, he naturally had feelings as well.

But he also said, "Perhaps there are some unavoidable reasons; you shouldn't be so obstinate."

"You really aren't the Dao Lord?" Zhong Minglan's focus remained on this.

Although, after the great calamity, things seem to have changed, after all she has given birth to a daughter.

But she still felt it unlikely! If the Dao Lord could bear offspring, and there were two gods capable of overseeing the Heavenly Dao, wouldn't that be chaos? Unless……

"The Dao Lord, he—" has fallen.

The two following words, even though Zhong Minglan fears neither heaven nor earth, she knows this is a great taboo, absolutely unspeakable!

Otherwise, turmoil in the Divine Court would be minor! The great calamity of ten thousand years ago made even the divine countenances lose color……

"Then you couldn't possibly have married into the family." Zhong Minglan sat down, "Return to your Dao Palace."

Di Jin said nothing more; he just tugged at Shen Qingli's sleeve, sending her a mental message, "Sis~"

Shen Qingli grasped his hand, signaling him to calm down, and also sat down, "Mom, Ah Jin can't just go back like that; he'll be bullied."

Zhong Minglan was doubtful, "He, being bullied?"

How could that be? The people of the Dao Palace would only venerate him!

After all, the Dao Lord may have already fallen; future Divine Court will have to rely on him to maintain.

Such an existence, how could it be made her son-in-law? Even a childhood groom……

Deceiving her innocent, romantic little beauty, and the world‑naïve Emperor Consort might work, but deceiving her? Impossible.

But Shen Qingli had her own logic, "If he wouldn't be bullied, how could the Dao Lord have sent Ah Jin down to the mortal realm for Father to raise? He himself wouldn't raise him, nor would the Dao Palace people?"

Zhong Minglan: "……He wasn't born in Longevity Heaven?" Unlike the little beauty?

"No." Shen Kuo answered for him, "Although the details are hazy, he was indeed sent down from the Divine Realm."

Zhong Minglan's brows knit tightly; her gaze at Di Jin was sharp, as if she wanted to see through him.

Di Jin didn't dodge, but Shen Qingli instinctively shielded him, "Mom, we at least need to clarify the Dao Palace's situation before sending him back."

"I won't go back." Di Jin declared, "I—"

"Shut up." Shen Qingli gave him a sideways glance.

Di Jin then fell silent……

Zhong Minglan softened a bit, "Then your father, assuming you truly have a father,"

"I really do,"

"Not that, your father is fine, right?" Zhong Minglan rubbed her temples, "Since he sent you down, what are you doing coming back up?"

"I came back with Father and Sister."

"Speak properly!" Zhong Minglan vaguely understood Shen Kuo's annoyance.

Shen Qingli, fearing conflict, simply explained, "He was taken back before, but then he himself sneaked down again."

"Sneaked out?"

En!

Shen Qingli nodded, saying, "So he must have been unhappy at the Dao Palace."

But also note that we have a glossary given for certain terms; we must use those exact English forms. For other terms we translate.

"Yes." Di Jin agreed. Since A Li wasn't by his side, he was naturally unhappy.

"Who is the person who came to pick him up?" Zhong Minglan planned to find someone to ask about the situation.

Shen Qingli was unsure, so she turned to Di Jin and said, "Tell Mother the truth, and explain why you didn't go back—say everything clearly."

"Those two old men are no good; they lied, claiming I was the young lord of their Heaven and Earth Sect. Mother, you've been in the Divine Court for so long—have you ever heard of this sect?"

"Heaven and Earth Sect?" Zhong Minglan frowned, having never heard of it.

Shen Qingli grew nervous, asking, "Then when you went back with them, didn't you suffer terribly?"

"Yeah." Di Jin felt wronged. "Otherwise, why would I have to sneak away?"

"Where are they?" Shen Qingli pressed.

Di Jin's eyelid twitched. "Don't worry about it; I've come out too."

"Didn't you say they were your family back then?" Shen Qingli asked again; if they weren't family, she wouldn't have let him come along.

"I thought so." Di Jin wasn't lying about this; "They produced something with an aura similar to mine."

At that time, he kept having strange memories; the Heaven and Earth Sect's contact with him was significant, so he had to go to figure out his situation.

However, Di Jin also said, "They aren't entirely bad, but I don't like them, and I won't let them make decisions for me."

Those last words carried supreme authority, making Zhong Minglan glance sideways and reminding her once again of that unique Dao Lord.

"Mother, can you meet the Dao Lord?" Shen Qingli suddenly asked.

Zhong Minglan lowered her eyes. "No, don't be fooled by how fiercely Qin Su Nv and Shaoguan Wu shout; they can't even get an audience. Unless the gods summon them, no one can approach the Dao Palace. Moreover, the Dao Lord can change endlessly."

"Don't look at how fiercely Qin Su Nv and Shaoguan Wu shout; they can't even get an audience."

"Unless the gods summon them, no one can approach the Dao Palace. Moreover, the Dao Lord can change endlessly."

She looked at Di Jin again and still felt he was the Dao Lord.

That feeling was exactly the same…

Zhong Minglan never doubted her intuition.

Just as she had no doubt that she absolutely had a daughter, isn't that enough?

However, she also believed the claim that the Dao Lord's son—inheriting his father's business—is normal.

"How about this, come back to the Vermilion Bird Palace with me for now." Zhong Minglan murmured, she thought of another possibility!